歌曲 | The Difference Is Human |
歌手 | Beyond The Bridge |
专辑 | The Old Man & The Spirit |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Old Man: | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
To touch, to be | |
To feel, to see | |
The edge of the knife | |
The difference is human | |
Is life | |
Spirit: | |
Now that your’e close to the key, tell me | |
Would you halt and send the called away? | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of life canʼt die | |
All my memories of truth can’t lie | |
And my memories of trust deny | |
That to know is to see | |
Hear the pulse of my veins at night | |
Let my will and my thoughts ignite | |
Why should I seek the truth in light | |
When the truth is in me | |
Choir: | |
Tide is turning | |
No more yearning! | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of hope | |
All my memories of youth | |
All my memories of cheer | |
All my memories of truth | |
All my memories of fear | |
All my memories of trust | |
All my memories of lust | |
Spirit: | |
Never, ever will you see | |
I will know what you will be | |
It is all a matter of knowing | |
When the wind is sprung up and blowing | |
When the sky is gleaming | |
Rivers streaming | |
Itʼs a matter of knowing | |
There is so much reason to wonder | |
So much reason to wonder | |
There is so much reason to wonder | |
So much reason to ask | |
Old Man: | |
Stop your fraud! Let it be | |
Stop your lies! | |
Your deceit! Let it be | |
Your disguise | |
And I thank God I ripped off your mask! | |
Spirit: | |
Then, pitiful human | |
You won’t spy the forces inside | |
And, thank your acumen | |
You will die, as many have died | |
Now, pitiful human | |
Say goodbye | |
Never, ever will you see | |
I will know what you will be | |
You will weep, you will cry | |
You will be, you will stay | |
Ever blinded | |
You will weep, you will cry | |
You will be, you will stay | |
Just a Man | |
You will turn into dust | |
And so it ends | |
You will turn into dust | |
And so it ends | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of faith | |
All my memories of strife | |
All my memories of hope | |
All my memories of life | |
Show itʼs true | |
What I always knew: | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
Its the edge of the knife | |
The difference is life | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
Its the edge of the knife | |
The difference is life | |
All my memory of joy is her | |
All my memory of sense is her | |
All my memory of life is her | |
So Im wondering | |
How could I trade | |
Whom I love…? |
Old Man: | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
To touch, to be | |
To feel, to see | |
The edge of the knife | |
The difference is human | |
Is life | |
Spirit: | |
Now that your' e close to the key, tell me | |
Would you halt and send the called away? | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of life can t die | |
All my memories of truth can' t lie | |
And my memories of trust deny | |
That to know is to see | |
Hear the pulse of my veins at night | |
Let my will and my thoughts ignite | |
Why should I seek the truth in light | |
When the truth is in me | |
Choir: | |
Tide is turning | |
No more yearning! | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of hope | |
All my memories of youth | |
All my memories of cheer | |
All my memories of truth | |
All my memories of fear | |
All my memories of trust | |
All my memories of lust | |
Spirit: | |
Never, ever will you see | |
I will know what you will be | |
It is all a matter of knowing | |
When the wind is sprung up and blowing | |
When the sky is gleaming | |
Rivers streaming | |
It s a matter of knowing | |
There is so much reason to wonder | |
So much reason to wonder | |
There is so much reason to wonder | |
So much reason to ask | |
Old Man: | |
Stop your fraud! Let it be | |
Stop your lies! | |
Your deceit! Let it be | |
Your disguise | |
And I thank God I ripped off your mask! | |
Spirit: | |
Then, pitiful human | |
You won' t spy the forces inside | |
And, thank your acumen | |
You will die, as many have died | |
Now, pitiful human | |
Say goodbye | |
Never, ever will you see | |
I will know what you will be | |
You will weep, you will cry | |
You will be, you will stay | |
Ever blinded | |
You will weep, you will cry | |
You will be, you will stay | |
Just a Man | |
You will turn into dust | |
And so it ends | |
You will turn into dust | |
And so it ends | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of faith | |
All my memories of strife | |
All my memories of hope | |
All my memories of life | |
Show it s true | |
What I always knew: | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
Its the edge of the knife | |
The difference is life | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
Its the edge of the knife | |
The difference is life | |
All my memory of joy is her | |
All my memory of sense is her | |
All my memory of life is her | |
So Im wondering | |
How could I trade | |
Whom I love? |
Old Man: | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
To touch, to be | |
To feel, to see | |
The edge of the knife | |
The difference is human | |
Is life | |
Spirit: | |
Now that your' e close to the key, tell me | |
Would you halt and send the called away? | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of life can t die | |
All my memories of truth can' t lie | |
And my memories of trust deny | |
That to know is to see | |
Hear the pulse of my veins at night | |
Let my will and my thoughts ignite | |
Why should I seek the truth in light | |
When the truth is in me | |
Choir: | |
Tide is turning | |
No more yearning! | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of hope | |
All my memories of youth | |
All my memories of cheer | |
All my memories of truth | |
All my memories of fear | |
All my memories of trust | |
All my memories of lust | |
Spirit: | |
Never, ever will you see | |
I will know what you will be | |
It is all a matter of knowing | |
When the wind is sprung up and blowing | |
When the sky is gleaming | |
Rivers streaming | |
It s a matter of knowing | |
There is so much reason to wonder | |
So much reason to wonder | |
There is so much reason to wonder | |
So much reason to ask | |
Old Man: | |
Stop your fraud! Let it be | |
Stop your lies! | |
Your deceit! Let it be | |
Your disguise | |
And I thank God I ripped off your mask! | |
Spirit: | |
Then, pitiful human | |
You won' t spy the forces inside | |
And, thank your acumen | |
You will die, as many have died | |
Now, pitiful human | |
Say goodbye | |
Never, ever will you see | |
I will know what you will be | |
You will weep, you will cry | |
You will be, you will stay | |
Ever blinded | |
You will weep, you will cry | |
You will be, you will stay | |
Just a Man | |
You will turn into dust | |
And so it ends | |
You will turn into dust | |
And so it ends | |
Old Man: | |
All my memories of faith | |
All my memories of strife | |
All my memories of hope | |
All my memories of life | |
Show it s true | |
What I always knew: | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
Its the edge of the knife | |
The difference is life | |
My heart is a ponderer | |
My soul is a wanderer | |
Its the edge of the knife | |
The difference is life | |
All my memory of joy is her | |
All my memory of sense is her | |
All my memory of life is her | |
So Im wondering | |
How could I trade | |
Whom I love? |